Since losing all their virginities several years ago, my four friends Natty, Michelle, Charlie and Alfie love to go back into school to help out with Practical Sex Education lessons. These usually start with a demonstration of putting a condom onto a banana and then another onto Natty’s pegging dildo. Teacher advised the class that today’s lesson was going to be a little different to regular boy-girl sex - they all sat up, paying attention. “Please put your phones away, but you can take written notes, if you like.” “Who should we fuck first?” Michelle enquired of the wide-eyed class, patti فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (October 2025)
I had hoped that by sending the Samsung Fold5 to Jasmine in Texas (at some risk to myself - needing to state to FedEx it was a book with value £50, rather than a phone, value £700), that the resulting photo of her driving licence and selfie holding it would satisfy Nationwide Building Society’s demand for proof that she was genuine. It did exactly the opposite - their analysis of her Georgia driving licence was clearly fake, using the wrong font and the selfie was ‘wrong’ in that the driving licence was too large in the photo and had obviously been photoshopped in. I chose to believe nothing فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (September 2025)
Jasmine decided to drive to stay with a girlfriend near Houston, Texas; apparently, setting out without enough money for gas (petrol) or meals for the 800-mile, 3-day journey. Of course, I paid for the gas, mobile data, meals on the journey and a manicure and pedicure on arrival. About this time, I looked up several of the photos Jasmine had sent me on Google Image search to see if they could be found on the internet. Bingo - nearly all were, under the name Estephania Ha, a well-paid glamour model from Bulgaria. Jasmine grew very cross when I hesitantly mentioned this in one of our regular فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (August 2025)
Jasmine was due to fly here on Saturday, August 9th; I was all ready to collect her from Heathrow Airport and bring her back to my flat for an indefinite orgy of pegging and worship. But, of course, it never happened. Apparently, Jasmine consumed an entire bottle of Jameson at Atlanta airport and was refused permission to fly, so I had to visit my friend Steve alone, after he had kindly agreed to let us stay the night in his guest bedroom.. By Monday 11th, she had checked into a residential therapy centre attempting to cure her alcoholism (at my expense, of course). Later, when she sent a c فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (July 2025)
kitty had already expressed to Mistress Jasmine my fear of the steel clothes pegs, but she insisted during the 4th July Sadism session that I apply four to my ball-sac for at least 5 minutes. I had to cry ‘Red’ after only a few seconds - those clips are vicious on tender skin, and invited a punishment session the following day. This involved kneeling on upturned beer bottle tops for 15 minutes - absolute agony, but I persevered - sending video clips at intervals to show my pain. I still have those bottle tops, adding to that collection each week I have a beer. In the continued absence of any فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (June 2025)
June was the worst month so far: I drove down to Gatwick on Sunday 1st to a hotel near to Gatwick airport to be available for the Gatwick Dungeon session on Monday or Tuesday, only to be informed that our session had been booked for Wednesday 4th, and that I should park in a particular residential street and wait to be picked up and driven, blindfolded, to the Dungeon. The email address used by Superior Goddess, Lisa, was threefindombdsmsociety@gmail.com. I suppose the ‘findom’ part should have been a clue: Wikipedia defines it as a fetish lifestyle in which a financial submissive desires to فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (May 2025)
The coven Superior Goddess (Lisa) set me a daily schedule of Mistress worship, starting with a videoed Dawn Greeting using a selection of sextoys (a practice that I have continued to the present day) . On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I was to wear a steel butt-plug of my choosing all day - the smallest, and then the medium-sized one soon became useless - falling out at awkward moments as my arse stretched. Each day of the week contained a different set of challenges and reflections on submission, documented in a journal, which was assessed for correct word length and substance. I was told فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (April 2025)
I fully retired on the last day of March, and becoming officially divorced on 10th April meant I could dedicate all my time to serving Mistress Jasmine. But things started going downhill in April - Jasmine was followed back to her apartment in Atlanta, GA and robbed. I helped, financially, as much as I could - sending her money to recover the stolen Nurse Ashley video and pay $200 for a bath masturbation video, which was stunning, with a very small audience of subs permitted to purchase it. Watching my Mistress impaling herself on the multi-coloured dildo stuck to the side of the bath, whic فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (March 2025)
March started well for Mistress Jasmine’s sub, kitty, paying £200 for the bi-weekly sessions and booking the Mediterranean cruise for a week of sun, sea and sex (kitty could hope). The submission sessions were exciting but constrained by the need to record video clips of each stage and send them to Mistress before moving on to inserting the next sextoy or following a command. Several times kitty asked to have the sessions as a live video call, primarily so that Mistress could issue instructions and watch her sub performing in real-time, avoiding the disruption caused by the need to continuou فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (February 2025)
Having managed to escape the clutches of Mistress Patt (she even threatened blackmail, sending my embarrassing naked video clips to my family unless I paid up), I fell straight into the arms of Mistress Jasmine. She had left the Atlanta Dungeon, and going independent could recruit subs onto her own D/s contract at much lower cost (£200). So, I gladly signed up on February 8th (apparently being the first), paying an additional £200 for a block of 2 submission sessions per week for the month - these were fabulous - just what I needed after the mental anguish of Mistress Patt. Mistress Jasmine فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (January 2025)
January 2025 was the worst (and last) month of my D/s relationship with Mistress Patt - I grew to really hate her. It started badly with two $300 iTunes cards ‘going astray’ that were partial payments to be made to the Syracuse Dungeon to cancel our D/s contract. I approached Apple for an explanation of how the cards had been redeemed by someone other than Mistress Patt, that I had sent them to. I was clearly being scammed, but nobody was responsible for helping me - Apple refused to take my claims seriously, so I just had to pay again. I refused to use iTunes cards again; further payments فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (December 2024)
I happily supplied funds to Mistress Patt for her taxi fare to Toronto Airport (she will not use coaches or trains) and flight to the UK. Unfortunately, for everyone concerned, her taxi was involved in an accident and Patt ended up in hospital with a badly-gashed leg - she sent me photos of the bandaged thigh. So that trip never happened, but we carried on - me paying her hospital bills, taxi fares to the hospital, session fees, tip for vodka and fines for being bratty. Clearly, this relationship was not working, but it was going to cost me big-time to cancel this second contract. I met up فراءة المزيد
Diary of a male-sub (November 2024)
I’m not sure where I first encountered Mistress Patt, but by November 1st, I had signed her Domme/sub contract and paid the initial $125 tribute. All session instructions were communicated over WhatsApp, and my submission was recorded as short video clips and promptly returned to her satisfaction. She named me 'bunny', hence my xhamster ID. These early sessions involved eating cereal from a dog bowl, wearing a bra and foxtail butt plug at a fee of $55 each. Patt regularly insisted I pay her a tip after each session, for Grey Goose vodka, a smoke or a contribution to her Christmas Tree fund فراءة المزيد
BDSM Test Results (oh boy - this is bad)
== Results from bdsmtest.org: == 100% Degradee 100% Masochist 100% Rope bunny 100% Pet 99% Voyeur 98% Slave 98% Submissive 97% Brat 95% Experimentalist 93% Primal (Prey) 93% Little 90% Exhibitionist 90% Ageplayer 68% Non-monogamist 45% Switch 21% Vanilla فراءة المزيد
DominaDoll
Most female sexbots are bought by heterosexual men for their sexual gratification. DominaDoll is different. When she is delivered and switched on, her first action is to force you to strip, kneel before her and worship her leather-clad pussy with your tongue. It gets worse - if She isn’t satisfied with your oral abilities, the automated cock cage and arse-buster go on until you fully submit. Once the chastity belt is locked in place, DominaDoll has full remote control of your pathetic erections and regular anal orgasms. Monday morning you drive her to your office where she is now your boss فراءة المزيد
Zoom call for Miss Leah
All characters, except Maisy are real. Miss Leah is always keen to take on new sissies as her subs. Zoom session The invitation to a Zoom meeting at 3 PM in three days arrived at the email addresses of her sissies Kayla, xt, Maxx, Sarina, Tushy, Nurki, Puppy, Sissy4sex, Laxus, julho, Burdick, Saschen and Tash. Special guests who were allowed to watch were her cuckold husband Adam and her niece Maisy; who was developing nicely into a mini version of her Dominatrix aunt Miss Leah. The instructions were painfully clear - the sissies were each to purchase a particular set of 4 butt plug فراءة المزيد